My father is here to visit!
I am so happy to have him here.
My father is the coolest, most easygoing , prayerful, giving and supportive person I know.
He has never been sick in his life…. his own admittance.
He has always been there quietly even though vocally he is a rather loud person.
From him I have my love of God and Marvel comics I can’t wait to watch the Avengers as a result.
Though my favourite comics will always be Archie, Betty and Veronica.
My most favourite is XMen! He had every single issue
Looking at him now, his hair almost all white streaked with just a handful of silver, dozing off on the couch
I can’t help but realise that he has aged at a rapid rate. He seems a whole lot older than the last time I saw him in February.
He is just a little more wobbly, a little more forgetful and a little more dozy.
and Oh my goodness has he shrunk! I seem to remember him standing a whole lot taller than me.
Now dear I say it we seem to be the same height. No can’t be it must be the angle.
Sigh I guess it is inevitable that he will age, but while I enjoy him as he is now still loveable, caring, supportive and strong tussled with the wobbliness and diabetes and all that this disease is presenting.
I am fortunate to have memories of him being STRONG.
And now when he wooble I feel confident that now my sister and I can be the strong ones for him!